When he flipped through the book, Fan Xueli was shocked to find that countless words were burned around him, and then these words formed a thunderous voice, which suddenly sounded in his mind: "After studying for half a life, you are poor and have a life, why do you insist on moving forward?"

With that voice, countless forces suddenly suppressed Fan Xueli, making Fan Xue speechless, all his strength was exhausted, and he couldn't take a step forward.

Is this the real assessment?

Poverty and accessibility have long been doomed, so what good is moving forward?

Fan Xueli knew that this was not only a test of heart, but also a test of wisdom and a test of coping.

Countless thoughts crossed his mind.

Half a life of studying, poor and lifeless, this is the helplessness of many readers. However, they can only study hard to move forward, because they are poor and have no way out, and studying and becoming an official is their ambition, and it is also the way to change their life destiny.

However, is this Fan Xueli's choice?

Although Fan Xue was His Royal Highness of the Holy Kingdom in his previous life, he was not born with a golden key, experienced countless setbacks, and even experienced the despair of being demoted from His Highness to a commoner. But even so, he never gave up on his heart.

At that time, his ambition was not to become an official, not to become a saint, but to protect the people around him.

As long as his heart is sincere, even if there are gods, it can't change his choice.

So at this moment, Fan Xueli said without hesitation: "Obviously, the case is clear, where is there Zhu Yi in front of the curtain!

When he spoke, there was a sense of righteousness in his voice, and then he strengthened his conviction and moved forward regardless of everything.

The poem he said was the second half of a Xiangguo in ancient times, "Zhu Yi" said that when a Ouyang family was judging the papers, he always felt that a person in red clothes nodded after the seat, and the scroll he read would be selected, but he turned around but saw nothing, so he thought that this Zhu Yi man was a god, and he came to order Wenqu Xing.

But this Xiangguo criticized the Ouyang family because of this, and directly said that there are no gods in the world, and they can't prevaricate the candidates because of this.

Therefore, this "Zhu Yi" refers to the gods.

There are no gods, no fate, even if you are poor, you can't stop your ambition.

This is Fan Xueli's answer at this moment.

At this moment, with Fan Xueli's words, he found that above his head, there was even a golden light that could pass through everything, so dazzling.

"Fateful Golden Light! It's actually Fateful Golden Light!" Fan Xueli's heart was full of shock.

"It is said that there has only been one time in Wenchang Temple over the years, and it was obtained by my father when he entered Wenchang Temple. I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true. ”

Fan Xueli knew that the reason why his father later became the patriarch was not unrelated to this fateful golden light, and it was said that this was the most outstanding answer in the answer sheet, which was deeply rooted in the essence of poetry and scriptures.

Slowly, as countless breaths poured into his body, Fan Xueli felt that his mind was unimpeded, and there was a warm breath that kept nourishing his meridians.

Originally, it was difficult to break through again with his realm, just like the carriage that could only carry one person, but it ended up losing two, almost reaching the upper limit.

However, with this fateful golden light, it is equivalent to expanding the meridians in the body, which increases the maximum weight of the carriage, so that the forward speed of the carriage begins to speed up again.

At this moment, with Fan Xueli's ascension, the people around him were taken aback.

In the process of comprehending the "Wenqu Star Sutra" just now, they also received a large amount of breath injection, but it was extremely difficult to refine these breaths, and just as they were about to refine, they felt a scorching light next to them shine brightly.

They looked up and found that it was not Fan Yinwen who emitted the golden light, but Fan Xueli, whom they had despised before.

At this moment, they were all moved.

Although they couldn't see the golden light of fate, the golden aura of the rising sun that Fan Xueli had obtained was obviously three or four times as much as everyone else.

For a while, some people couldn't help but discuss: "How is this possible? How did he get to that position?"

"He's just the son of a concubine, how can he have such good luck!"

Fan Yinwen's eyes had already opened, staring at Fan Xueli coldly, as if he wanted to devour Fan Xueli. He couldn't figure out how Fan Xueli could have so many abnormalities on his body!

"Damn it!" Fan Yinwen's eyes were full of red.

The Rising Sun Sacrifice Refining Conference has always only allowed people below the five realms of the flesh to participate, but as the fourth realm of the flesh, he is the highest among all of them, and he is the third son of the Fan family, who dares to stop his sharpness? However, it was this seventh brother who had always been bullied everywhere that actually laughed at him this morning, and now he also took away the light of the Rising Sun Sacrifice that originally belonged to him, the strongest!

Thinking that the first place he originally got might not be guaranteed, the anger in his heart was even more turbulent, endless!

This kind of hatred is absolutely unbearable!

At this moment, without hesitation, he suppressed the breath he had just obtained from the "Wenqu Star Sutra" in his body, moved his hand, pointed the sword in his hand at Fan Xueli from afar, and said in a cold voice: "Seventh brother, how about we change positions?"

At this moment, as he took out this sword, a lot of the light of the rising sun was absorbed by this sword, and it looked brilliant.

This sword has a significant increase in the speed of absorbing the Rising Sun Sacrifice, and it is temporarily eyed by the people around it.

This is the Tianwu Sword that was taken from Fan Xueli's hand!

At this moment, Fan Yinwen wanted to deliberately provoke Fan Xueli and make Fan Xueli's breath shatter!

There is a Wenchang Junshen imprisoned here, and at the time of the assessment, if there is a fight, it will be disqualified.

Fan Xueli's gaze suddenly condensed: "Tianwu Sword?"

At the beginning, his family was in a mess, and this is how the big housekeeper took the Tianwu Sword from the family, and now, the eldest lady actually gave the sword to Fan Yinwen.

"Yes, it's this sword. You have a humble status, how can you deserve to have this thing? The eldest lady said that I was gifted, so I gave it to me. Fan Yinwen sneered, confident that as soon as this sentence came out, it would inevitably make Fan Xueli completely lose his mind.

Just to Fan Yinwen's surprise, Fan Xue did not change her face, and said coldly: "The Tianwu Sword has followed me for many years, and all the breath on it is closely related to me, the eldest lady sent someone to forcibly take away this sword, but I don't know that this sword is one with my heart and mind, and it is impossible for it to be used by outsiders!"

He pinched the void in his hand, as if he was grabbing the hilt of the Heavenly Enlightenment Sword from afar.

Then, countless Rising Sun Sacrifice alchemy lights were suddenly swallowed by Fan Xueli's palm, and the speed was even five or six times higher than Fan Yinwen's speed!

"No!" Fan Yinwen couldn't believe his eyes, he had spent a huge price to get this thing from the eldest lady, and now, the breath of this thing was actually absorbed by Fan Xueli!

It turned out that what he had done was useless! The Tianwu Sword was actually refined like this by Fan Xueli!

His eyes turned red, and his whole body almost exploded.

A sneer flashed from the corner of Fan Xueli's mouth, his palm looked empty, but in fact, it was the green jade fan pendant he was holding, this green jade fan pendant was silverware, and when it was displayed, it was like a dragon roaring, and the alchemy light of the Rising Sun Sacrifice absorbed was even more gushing.

As he flipped his gestures, the light of the Rising Sun Sacrifice flowed between his fingers, overflowing the meridians in his body, causing his body to begin to shine like the Rising Sun.

At the same time, the tendons in his body were condensing at an astonishing speed.

Between the world's martial arts, all take the training of tendons as the first priority, and there are twelve tendons in the human body, which nourish the qi, nourish the blood, and nourish the blood again.

The tendons are one inch long, and the lifespan is ten years. This shows the importance of tendons.

And at this moment, Fan Xueli felt that with the condensation of the rising sun, the qi and blood in his body were like a newborn baby, the most vigorous, and he had a sense of innate tendons.

"Bump!"

At this moment, he found that his realm had crossed a great realm, and he was even close to the fourth realm of the physical body to practice tendons.

That's almost equal to a year's worth of effort by someone else.

It's just that at this time, the Rising Sun Sacrifice above the head finally disappeared, and the sacrifice meeting ended, and the surrounding people couldn't help but stand up from the futon.

"Silk!"

It was Fan Yinwen who stood up and hissed: "I didn't expect the son of a concubine to steal my treasure, this treasure of mine has been missing for so long, it turned out that you, a thief, did it!"

After he abandoned the Tianwu Sword, he found that Fan Xueli could still continuously absorb the golden light of the rising sun from the outside world, and then he guessed that Fan Xueli had a stronger treasure than the Tianwu Sword.

So he made a move at this time, just to take away Fan Xueli's finger treasures.

At this moment, the assessment is over, and there is no limit to the competition between each other, even within the rules of the family.

With this blow, the Tianwu Sword in Fan Yinwen's hand flashed with seven-colored light, and an extremely ferocious attack erupted.

The people around couldn't help but be in an uproar when they saw Fan Yinwen's sudden fierce attack, because Fan Yinwen had obviously reached a higher realm after this Rising Sun Sacrifice training, and the vast combat power surprised them for a while.

Under such an offensive, no one present could block a few moves, let alone Fan Xueli.

"Bang!"

Fan Xueli's eyes were sharp, and he had already seen the flaws in the other party's body, although the other party's aura was stronger than him, but the flaws on his body were obvious, for him, it was almost equivalent to a rampaging bull, which could be easily tamed.

So he slapped his backhand, and the palm wind pierced the defects on the opponent's body, and only once, he retreated into advance, and actually knocked the opponent back two steps.

At this moment, everyone was taken aback, no one thought that Fan Xueli would be able to match this move, and they couldn't help but be full of surprise.

"You have actually broken through to the three realms of the physical body, how is it possible? damn it!" Fan Yinwen showed an incredible expression, he didn't expect that Fan Xueli would secretly break through, so as to be able to block this blow.

Isn't the other party a waste material? The other party doesn't have the resources of the family? How can he break through to the three realms of the flesh?

But the more this happened, the more irritated he became.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Fan Xueli's mouth, the other party plundered the Tianwu Sword, and saw that Bao Qiqi framed himself for stealing, and he definitely wanted the other party to get retribution.

At that moment, between the changes in his technique, a jade with a purple light appeared in his hand, and then he said coldly: "It's really ridiculous, my Immortal Peak jade was unintentionally obtained by me at Wanxue Mountain Peak, and it is actually your family heirloom?"

"Sure enough, it's my family heirloom! This thing, there is a big lady who can testify!" Fan Yinwen glanced at the jade, didn't think about it, and immediately shouted.

He even moved the eldest lady out.

"It turns out that the eldest lady can also testify and say that my piece of jade is your family heirloom?" Fan Xue moved from his hand, and violently crushed this Xianfeng jade, turned it into powder, and fell to the ground.